22 January 2018

'Nother retraction

This is fun, all these retractions! It is the 22nd, and we are not in Charlotte yet. Next guess: February 2. Who is willing to place bets?!

10 January 2018

retractions

 The backwards pajama only worked for A DAY! She has been super naked all month and frankly it has been really difficult.
We are NOT in Charlotte yet, even though December is over. We are staying with the sainted Petersons again until the (cross your fingers) 22nd.

13 December 2017

december first half

The First Half of December:
 Magnolia Tree has been, well, an insane person. Totally off her rocker. She has learned a million new words, and is so funny but is also an actual Tasmanian Devil. Some of her favorite words are gloves, jack(et), on, down, baba (bread), drink, snack, cracker, apple, Na-aaa-aaa (haha, it's Norah), Dada, NOOOO, home (which means car), milk, book, mama (grandma), tv, humpty dumpty (which is more like Uh-ee, Uh-ee, but when she's pointing at humpty dumpty when she says it it's pretty clear what she means). She is also way into taking her clothes off, and we have finally gotten her to keep them on in bed by putting her zip up jammies on backwards. (We tried a million things that didn't work, including tape, so I didn't think that would work. But it did.)
 Calvin has been doing awesome at school and reading a ton, as always. He's reading Andrew Lost books, Secrets of Droon, Magic Treehouse and the last of the A to Z mysteries.
 Charlotte made a ton of progress the first week of December and then NOTHING HAPPENED for a week and I nearly died. They're working again this week so I may pull through.
Norah has been loving school and her friends there, especially Jaquelyn. She thinks her name is Norah Jocelyn Clark Peterson. She picked out a new hat with a fox on it, and now she will wear a hat. She still says "flumb" instead of thumb and "zizzors" instead of scissors, and I hope she never learns the real way.

06 December 2017

november to december

Here is what happened after November:
1. Calvin continued to play with his homemade bow and arrow from Thanksgiving at the Clarks'. We all took a go at it last Sunday at dinner and we were all pretty good. Robin Hoods all around.
2. Charlotte made a ton of progress: paint, floors, cabinets and then absolutely nothing happened for almost a week. Then today they installed the light fixtures.
3. Our landlord sold our house and is closing January 5th, so #2 has gotten stressful.
4. We got our Christmas tree from the same tree place outside Fisher Home Furnishings that we always go to, and despite all the warnings from the internet, it was only $40 (they were saying they're like $100 this year).
5. I have shopped almost all that I'm going to Christmas shop; just a couple of things left for Nate.
6. The weather snapped from warmish sweatshirt weather (see above photo) to highs in the 20s and everyone wearing coats, socks (which is a big deal), boots, hats, and mittens to leave the house.
7. The kids had checkups and flu shots, and Calvin's eyes were tested in front of me and he couldn't see the bottom two lines. Guys. She said it's not actually a problem yet, but if it gets worse he'll need glasses. Which stinks. Not because of how he'll look--adorable, of course--but because it's another thing to break and lose and honestly, how do kids play sports with glasses on? I will have to act like I don't think it's a drag, but I really do.

27 November 2017

thankful for the outside

 My favorite kind of day is the kind where I am outside to see both the sunrise and the sunset. Friday was one of those days.

The cold November sunrises have been so pretty this year, which I have noticed even though I usually only see them while running on Saturdays because they happen so late in the morning. I see plenty of sunrises in the summer when I'm up and running with ample time to be home before Nate leaves for work, but those sunrises are usually pretty pale and white. In the fall, early before-work runs are less likely to happen and are pitch black (aka not happening at all), so when I run later in the morning I see the glorious sunrise, pink/orange/purple/gold fading to blue. I got three days in a row of that last week thanks to Thanksgiving.


Being out at sunset happens a lot more in the fall, especially this year that has been so warm so far. The kids get to frolic in the sunset and everything, lucky duckies. On Friday we went on a rather long hike which lasted past sunset. We got to the car just as it was getting dark and cold. There is an avalanche scene from last winter that we've been trying to hike to all year, but it is 2 miles each way and we don't usually push the kids to hike very far except on special occasions. Last time we tried that hike with the Petersos, we got thunderstormed out, and this time we were this close but realized we'd never make it before the mountain became dark. Trudy and the kids and I rushed back to the car just in time but Nate and Justin finished the hike (being slightly faster hikers than a 4-year-old) and still made it down before dark. I was sorry to miss the avalanche again, but glad to hike as the sun went down, finishing up an ideal day.

23 November 2017

thankful for, obviously

What can I say? They're all beautiful and smart and healthy and we live in a beautiful and safe and comfortable area and we are building a comfortable and nice house and we eat lots of delicious and plentiful food and wear whatever we want, and I really can't think of a reason why I'm so lucky. Happy Thanksgiving back.

21 November 2017

thankful for dairy farmers and hr directors

You could almost say I am thankful for that horrible man who pushed Nate out of his old job using psychological warfare and straight up terribleness, because if it weren't for that, he may never have gotten to work for Gossner's, home of the best Cache Valley cheese and a wonderful boss. Nate didn't know why they all seemed so glad to have him there, but I know why and it's pretty obvious: awesomeness. He is great at his job and his job is at a great place.

20 November 2017

thankful for old ironsides

I actually complain about running on the treadmill all the time; how ungrateful can I be! What if I just couldn't run during naptime or during a blizzard or when it's dark? I would run 90% less in the cold dark months, and 100% less for the last two weeks. But as it is, I ran every day, listened to a ton of podcasts, paid nothing for a gym, and never had to leave my children alone or go at an inconvenient time. Also, have I mentioned, it was a hand-me-down and FREE? THANK YOU TREADY MC TREADERTONS!

17 November 2017

thankful for aeroplanes

 I never made it to Ann Arbor when Jesse and Catherine lived there, and that always made me sad. I never made it to Moldova (ha ha) (but I guess I really could have) either, and when they said their next destination was New Haven, I put a google watch on airfares out there. I think it was more than just being there with my mom and brother, but New England is a really homey place for me. When Nate and I went with his family seven...no eight...years ago, we both felt like we could just plop down right there in rural Maine and stay forever. I felt the same way about New Haven. I was only there for basically two days, but it was awesome. It was fun to be an auntie for a few days, and not have to answer to "Mom!" (although I answered, "Yeah?" 97% of the time).




16 November 2017

thankful for mystical baby snuggles

There is that thing that happens when the baby wakes up from her nap and alerts you in a way that isn't annoying, and she doesn't sit too long waiting for you so she's still sleepy and koala-bear-baby-ish when you pick her up: warm and round and heavy. The spell is broken when you put her down on the changing table, but that's just as well because it starts to vaporize as she sees the hall light and opens her mouth to jabber and wiggles and kicks her legs. But for a few seconds, the mystical baby snuggles are a wee bit magical, and I'm grateful for them, especially considering that the baby in question is undoubtedly a tasmanian devil in disguise the rest of the day.

13 November 2017

thankful for hymns


I have always wished for musical talent. Sometimes you just want to sing out at the top of your voice, "JOY TO THE WORLD!" but if your voice doesn't reach the high notes sometimes you don't really want to anymore. That's why I like that we sing hymns every single week at church; I have lots of chances to practice and sing out with people who aren't going to look down their nose at my flat notes. But even if they did, like the pros at the New Haven ward may have done, I wouldn't actually care, because it just feels good to sing your devotion. Hitting the high notes would be nice, sure, but I'll take it either way. (I have a sort of theory that this is why Christmas music is so popular with the public at large.)

10 November 2017

month of thanksgiving

I remember a few years ago it seemed like everyone blogged and everyone who blogged did a November month of Thanksgiving posts and I really liked that idea, but you know, when everyone else does something it is harder to do it...But luckily, now, no one blogs! So I can do it. Ten days late. Here I go.

I'm thankful for
Charlotte! She is coming along nicely, and we are going to be able to live there next month. Next month! What. They have installed the windowsills and baseboards, and poured the driveway and walkway this week. I have decorated it in my head, and I am getting pretty excited to get it all done in real life. Next month.

02 November 2017

scary



 Halloween night was so pretty. The weather was ideal. The children were all into their costumes. Nate was an amazing spaceman. I was, of course as always, Rosie the Riveter. If you ask me, the best kind of kid costumes are home-put-together, non-sewing-required, and something the kid likes. Norah's Pooh Bear is sort of a cheat, because it was handmade by Gromma Trudy in the 80s and probably took a lot of time, but it didn't take US any effort (and she wore it last year too, do you remember?).

It was absurdly pretty over on Riverbirch Road. Then we went over to our neighborhood and joined the throng of trick-or-treats. I loved it actually--there were so many kids and families out and everyone was having fun, and everyone went in at about 8:00. This is why we're building Charlotte here. It's the #1 suburban neighborhood there is.

13 October 2017

i did it!

I did it, I did it, I said that I would do it and indeed I have! It was a long hard road with twists and turns, and everyone lost faith in me at some point, including my ownself, but I pulled through and I GREW OUT MY BANGS.

07 October 2017

like a school girl


It seems like Norah had to wait forever for school to start. She goes to a little preschool a couple of blocks away (right next to our old 1941 house, in fact), and we usually walk with Maggie in the stroller. Maggie still can't get used to seeing her go inside the house without us; she does her classic Maggie shrug, saying "Hey? Hey?" super confused about where Sis is going alone. Norah does not seem to mind at all, on the other hand. She doesn't seem shy about it and is always happy to go and is happy afterward. I don't get a lot of info about her time there, though. "Tell me three things about your class today." "Recess was boring, I had to go down the slide, and we ate fishy crackers." Hm.